Текст песни H1GH - Любите наркотики

Planchik , repchik , sniffing the wind blows ,
Style is our eternal , clear vnature ,
Crowd hawala , monolith emits ,
Let the poison in stained pelvis.
....

I'm so many years , trying to get used to the role of colleagues ,
But ill rap , so get off his knees ...
That's my point , that lad in jeans
Puts all of those on the space :

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While you're added to the martini ice
I have added to the text , which is the general picture of pret.
I sweated exhausting nights on a song
When you're stuck on smoking mixtures .

And when you tusah nazhiratsya to sopel
In the studio booth squeezed all the juice I !
I am a musician , come over me rye !
Addict with sleeves lifelong ...

For me, the buzz in the room when his hands waving ,
and your thrill when they gave you a stone Gasha .
You are deprived of drugs because of their output -
I because of his drug use came to conclusions.

As Miss Bock is not happy that dabbled in buns .
I was not called " trushny " it was not necessary .
Pile of long incentives to change the mentality,
This message is from the replacement for the famous fly.

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All - listen to rap , one that bothered .
What you need me , rising from its knees .
Listen to rap , one that bothered .
What you need me , rising from its knees .

In herd cripples , do not mites ,
To change something.

Everyone! Everybody hands up!
Those who still want to live a year !

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I was trembling from the herd , I will soon gain.
But put your plan , because I have plans for life .
Not junkie , I take you to the lamp by Cho than
A taste of hip-hop pop as always thinned ...

We have no doubt
That the stars often guides from Austria moved to Vienna.
I quickly fell asleep with the draft gradually Yawns
And so emboldened that shouted " His mouth fenozipam ."

Itching ? Syringe , iodine, bandages ?
My hands are itching - beat punk pancake.
I'm not a junkie rap , though stuck in rap ,
Never change the soul in a track on the nonsense ,

It's not stupid bubnezh , but are not friends on the micro .
Gigs coming as a coward by metro ,
Russian reperkam only show left hit.
And advertiser cigarettes , I do not ask for shoals .

Let's be honest - I have veins
Kaif from your hands instantly , probably
And the foam from his mouth ... that is urine ,
I say what I want to hear my conscience !

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All - listen to rap , one that bothered .
What you need me , rising from its knees .
Listen to rap , one that bothered .
What you need me , rising from its knees .

In herd cripples , do not mites ,
To change something.

Everyone! Everybody hands up!
Those who still want to live a year !

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I am for the future , for the people 's rights ,
And then out of the cracks unprincipled failure.
Interesting to you, do not steal ideas , again
My next step - drumroll .